As a fangirl, I'm obviously a bit unqualified. As a fellow woman, we should take the world as one of our own responsibilities, but! Obviously, the moment I saw a certain man, I almost forgot that I was a stand-up straight fangirl. Fortunately, the organization did not abandon me. In the next moment, I returned to the warm embrace of the organization, and my mind began to outline how this beautiful and kind-hearted person was captured step by step by the handsome and handsome sinister attacker. . . . . . Such a beautiful and harmonious picture. I couldn't help but become a nymphomaniac and laughed stupidly. Just when I was overjoyed, the protagonist who I was lusting over suddenly walked towards me. . . . . .